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My Daddy's a Serial Killer
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Ongoing, First published Dec 24, 2022
"...my eyes wandered over the plethora of 'Missing Person' flyers scattered across the corkboard bulletin behind the cashier, "What happened to those ladies up there?" She gave it a quick glance and rolled her eyes, "Who knows? Prostitutes, drug addicts, runaways. They all started disappearing a few months ago, freaky right? They're nobody though, so nobody really cares to search for them after one week." I wanted to brush the sight of them out of my mind, to believe the girls were a bunch of nobodies. How could someone be forgotten easily, after only a week. Arizona was becoming more and more strange: eery, unsettling, and scary for a nobody like me..."
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